Daily art and writing inspired by the Buddha and Noah Scalin's Skull a Day project

poem #43

Waking up is a terrible beauty.
The sun is relentless, savage, and bright.
Waking up is a terrible beauty.
Daylight gradually returns to duty
dissolving the dark ambiguity of night,
dissolving my self in the clearest of light.
Waking up is a terribly beauty.

And here is the rondolet! The trickiness of this form, I think, is in it’s brevity. Of the seven lines, three are repeated. So while haikus are brief, they also don’t have the weight of automatic emphasis. It came out much better today, I think.